her name was green

tea witch.

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I’m really glad you’re back, Anne.

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the get down appreciation week day three: fav relationship 
#renewthegetdown

The Soul Madonnas

anonymous asked:

ooh, if you're accepted requests! after last week's episode, I kept wondering to myself how bughead would be in a long distance relationship? with him in toldedo and her still in riverdale. I imagine they would last pretty long. lol. could you write something on that? I'm curious to how you would picture it!

Awesome!
****

Jughead sighed heavily, dropping his bag to the floor and kicking one of Jellybeans endless pairs of converse across the room, she may be a tomboy but the ten year old could never have enough shoes. Today had been a particularly brutal day at school for the beanie wearing boy, after being tossed around by the football team he was left with a bruise on his cheek and a serious appreciation for Reggie Mantle, atleast the airhead jock didn’t beat him up on a regular basis.

Throwing himself on his bed and grabbing his laptop he said a quick Thankyou to whatever God was up there, Betty was online and her Skype name was blinking. Jughead clicked on the green telephone and adjusted himself so he was as close to the screen as possible, suddenly dark green eyes and dimples graced his laptop and he instantly found himself relaxing.

“Hey there Juliet” he mumbled, the smile breaking free on his face as he saw her own eyes light up.

“Juggie” she said softly, eyes scanning his face and Landing instantly on the purple bruise forming quickly “what is that!” Her fingers reached out to the screen, desperately trying to touch his pain, make it better.

“It’s nothing.” He said quickly, his own fingers reaching out almost as if there weren’t hours between them.

Betty shook her head vehemently
“It’s not nothing! Someone hit you! Someone hit my boyfriend!” Her eyes lit up and he saw the raw determination pass over her.

“Bets.. it was just a couple of idiot jocks, it’s really not worth my time. I wanna talk about you, how was cheerleading?” He quickly changed the subject, leaning closer and memorizing every freckle, every beauty mark.

She sighed again before launching into a story about how Cheryl had fallen when Ginger bent down to tie her shoe in the middle of a lift, suddenly she was cut off by the familiar high pitched giggle from outside her window
“That’s Ronnie, her, Archie and I are heading to Pops. Burgers and shake night, it’s a new thing he’s doing, buy a burger get a free shake.” She rolled her eyes at the silly town she lived in as Jughead felt the familiar ache in his chest. he was homesick. He was Betty sick.

“Come on Bets! You know vanilla goes fast and we all know my beautiful yet fiery girlfriend always takes the last one!” Archie called from below her window, slinging an arm around Veronica and kissing her cheek.

Betty laughed out her window and looked back at the screen with sad eyes
“I have to go.” She whispered.

“I know.” He answered.

She sighed again and rested her chin in her palm
“I wish you were here” she said wistfully

“I know” he said again, laying his palm flat on the screen as she did the same

“Text me?” Betty asked softly.

“Always”

Just as he was about to hit the end button Betty spoke again

“Don’t forget to check your mail today Romeo.” She winked and ended the call.

He practically ran towards the mailbox, tripping over his feet and ignoring his mother calling his name. Sure enough sticking out of the mailbox was a white envelope with Betty’s distinct girly handwriting. He tore into it with a smile, taking in the faint scent of her vanilla and peach perfume. They had been doing this ever since Jughead had moved to Toledo five months ago, they would write letters to one another, silly letters with poems and drawing, blurbs about how they were feeling, sentences for a novel they claimed they would string together one day. It was so old fashioned, so lame, yet so very Betty and Jughead.

“Even if I saw you only once
I would long for you for worlds,
Worlds and worlds”

Her neatly swirled cursive stuck out against the doodles she had drawn and he felt something wet drip onto his hand. Putting his fingers to his face he realized he was crying.

He held the letter to his chest when the soft fingers of his mother rested on his shoulder

“You love her.” She said simply.

He couldn’t do anything but nod. His mother wiped her hands on her apron and shook her head

“Okay then, you’ll leave next week.” She said firmly.

Jughead turned to look at her with wide eyes,
“Leave where? I can’t leave. This is my family.” He said beaten.

“Yes it is, but that.” She pointed to the letter in his hands “that is your home. I’ve found a job in Riverdale. Your father wasn’t happy about it, but I’ve seen how miserable you are here. I don’t want that for you, I want you to be happy. And that beautiful young woman is who makes you happy. Face it, Jellybean is flunking out of fourth grade, maybe a change of scenery will do her some good. Plus, it might be nice to catch up with Alice Cooper, she was always so lovely to me.” His mother said with a wistful smile.“you’ll stay with the Andrews until your father can find us a place but it shouldn’t take too long, I’ve been on google.” Jughead laughed heartily as his mother proudly smiled.

“We’ll be with you soon enough, but as of now? You need to go home.”

Jughead lunged at his mother, wrapping his arms around her neck and burying his face in her chest “Thankyou” he whispered as she rubbed his back.
****

A week later Jughead stood outside of Riverdale high, his hands shoved into his pockets as he waited for his girlfriend to exit the building. Soon enough, the familiar blonde ponytail was coming towards him, her eyes focused on something he couldn’t see.

“Hey Juliet.” He called towards her, a genuine smile lighting up his face. Betty’s eyes whipped to his before she was standing there slack jawed and wide eyed

“Juggie?” She whispered.

“In the flesh” he called out, reaching his arms out.

Betty dropped her book bag and ran towards her boyfriend, jumping into his arms and almost knocking him to the ground, her lips attacking his as her tears wet his face (it definitely wasn’t a mixture of both of their tears, he had allergies, it was the pollen. god)

“What are you doing here?!” She asked, her smile so big he was afraid she would break

“This whole long distance relationship? It wasn’t working for me.” He shrugged, his hands squeezing her waist sincerely.

“You’re staying?” She whispered.

“I’m staying”

Betty threw her arms around Jugheads neck and squeezed him.

Sure he loved his family, and they were some of the most important people to him, but right here? Right now?

He was finally home.

Stop Your Crying

Originally posted by solo-harry

Hello, so ever since I heard the story behind SOTT, it inspired me to write this. It is my first piece of writing. I plan on writing a series inspired by the songs from Harry’s new album. I also take requests, and I want to build my collection of writing. Shoot me a message, and feedback is greatly welcomed. Also, follow me and give ideas! I am also planning on writing a plus size/ curve story this weekend. I don’t have a set in stone storyline yet, so send me ideas


9 months ago, Harry received the best news of his life. His wife, Y/N was expecting their first child together. Harry remembered his wife’s shaky hands and nervous smile. He remembers her uneasiness when she muttered those two words that would change his life forever, “I’m pregnant.”

He remembers how his heart skipped a beat when he heard her speak those two little words. He remembered how he felt those wet, burning tears prick his eyes.

4 months ago, Harry and Y/N were in the doctor’s office, waiting for the doctor to come into the room to perform the ultra sound that will let them know if they should name the baby after his mum or her dad. Harry had a feeling that there would a second Anne in the world, and even though Y/N argued saying “no, Harry, we’re having a Richard.” Deep down, she knew that the baby that was growing inside of her was a girl with her  hair color and his piercing green eyes.

When the doctor came into the room she greeted them, washed her hands and got straight to business. The doctor warned Y/N of the cold gel before she placed it on her growing, swelling belly. Y/N flinched, not because of the temperature of the gel, but because of excited, expectant father squeezing her hand.

Y/N looked at her husband, of a year and flashed him a bright smile when they heard their baby’s heartbeat. Harry was far more emotional than Y/N. Y/N was a strong person, and did not like to appear weak or emotion. There was always a joke between friends and family that Harry and Y/N were the perfect example how gender roles and characteristics in relationships were a sham.

However, Y/N did shed a tear when she found that out that in about 5 to 4 months there would be an Anne Katherine Styles. They were going to have a little girl. A little, delicate girl with her grandmother’s name, her mum’s hair, and her dad’s piercing green eyes.

But now, those memories seem like a lifetime away. Harry was supposed to helping his wife during late night feedings, and changes right now. He should not be laying in bed counting down the hours to his wife’s funeral. 

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*****


“This is just absolutely ludicrous!” Cheryl Blossom shouted from her seat at the front of the auditorium, her body practically shaking with anger.

Archie elbowed Jughead and smirked imitating the crazy female redhead. That girl needed to be put on some serious medication and fast, she always seemed to be up in arms about something or another. Of course this time her outrage was slightly warranted, it seemed everyone shared similar feelings regarding the announcement Principal Weatherbee was making.

“Calm down children please!” He shouted over the murmuring and shouting of the entire Riverdale class.

Archie dropped his smirk and put on his most serious face “I just don’t see why they have to come here. Is not like any of them go to school anyway.”

Jughead winced at the judgmental tone of his best friend. Yeah Archie could be fairly insulting but he was also incredibly sheltered so he couldn’t really be blamed. Veronica smacked Archie’s arm frowning at him in disdain
“You don’t know them Archie. You can’t group all of them as a whole just because of some bad seeds.”

The huge highly anticipated announcement weatherbee had been talking about for days was that the south side school had been damaged in a fire and all of the students were going to be attending Riverdale until it was fixed.

The south side was the most dangerous part of Riverdale. It was for the lower class, the people who couldn’t afford Riverdale High, it was mainly notorious for its very own gang “The Southside Serpents”. Jughead knew first hand what it was like to live on the south side.

A few years ago his family fell apart. He was left with just his dad. Eventually his father lost his job and they were forced to move to the south side. He had only been there for a few months when Fred Andrews took him in, he loved Jughead like a son and knew how smart the boy was, he wanted him to have a good education and a stable home life. He was forever grateful for the Andrews family, but he still thought about his father all the time, Fred had decided it was best to cut contact until his father could sober up. He hadn’t heard from the man in three years.

Shaking his head and coming to present day he heard weatherbee introducing their newest classmates.

“And please show our new students a very warm Riverdale welcome!” Suddenly the doors opened and in came about sixty teenagers all dressed vastly different than what the school was used to. Messy hair, ripped up jeans, dirty combat boots. They were all dressed like Jughead.

Each of the south side students looked angry, shuffling down the aisle and shooting nasty looks at each Riverdale student who dared make eye contact. One in particular was smirking at Archie’s letterman jacket.

“Reggie Mantle.” Archie grumbled under his breath, his face set in stone. “He’s captain of the Southside football team, Chuck says they play dirty. I’ve never played them every time we go to play, Chuck gets into some kind of fight.”
Veronica moved closer to Archie and he threw an arm over her shoulder.

Almost like Jughead was in a movie, his eyes were drawn to the very last girl in the group, she was moving lazily, her hands shoved into the little black leather jacket she wore, the snake shaped S displayed proudly on her back, a sure sign she was a part of the infamous Serpents. She was absolutely beautiful though, Jughead couldn’t look away. Her honey blonde hair was hanging low on her back, the messy curls wild and smooth, she wore skin tight blue jeans and black combat boots. Her skin was a gorgeous olive color and her face was makeup free. The most striking thing about her was her piercing green eyes fanned by heavy dark lashes.

“Betty, I swear to god you walk like a damn turtle.” The long haired boy in front of her was keeping pace with her lazy stroll.

Her name was Betty. Suddenly her bright green eyes locked on his and she quirked an eyebrow, a curious expression on her face. Jughead swallowed heavily, trying to keep his laid back carefree facade. She was looking at him like she knew him, only breaking eye contact when her long haired friend pulled her by the hand.

Everyone made way as Betty walked through them all, almost as if she were Noah parting the Red Sea, she was respected, that much was obvious. They all took seats in the available spots in the front of the auditorium. As weatherbee went on about how happy everyone was to have them. Veronica leaned over Archie and whispered in jugheads face

“That pretty blonde was totally checking you out. She’s definitely gonna be my new best friend, I’m gonna set you two up. It’s like we’re destined to be best friends.” Veronica clapped excitedly

Kevin nodded from beside him
“You can have the blonde but I want the friend. mister Puerto Rican Fabio is all mine.”

Jughead chucked at his friends antics. All too soon the principal was finishing up and sending them all back to class. As soon as the auditorium doors shut …War begun.

It was a screaming battle the Southside against Riverdale, teens were at each other’s throats and cheerleaders were pitted against cheerleaders while the football players came nose to nose. Suddenly a loud whistle rang out and all the Southside students ceased fighting, causing the Riverdale students to stare in confusion as their opponents backed away.
The gorgeous blonde who had caught his eyes earlier was now making her way through the crowd and standing in front of her classmates.

Cheryl blossom must have sensed the shift in power and moved to stand directly across Betty.

“I don’t know who you think you are, coming to our school and thinking you can get away with whatever you want, but that won’t fly here. This is my school. You may have been important in whatever trash can you ruffians called a school, but things are different here. You’re under my roof.” The riverdale side cheered obnoxiously causing Cheryl to smirk cockily at the girl in front of her.

Betty just smiled lazily and seemed to be waiting for everyone to finish

“We don’t want to fight, none of us want to be here, but we are. And we’re staying. So either you accept that and go about your own business or you cause trouble with my people. The choice is yours. I said we don’t want to fight but I never said we wouldn’t. You threaten us or do anything stupid and you’ll regret it. I’m not afraid of you Red, and I never will be.” With that she turned around, her classmates following, leaving a very quiet Riverdale student body and Cheryl blossom with her jaw on the floor.

Kevin was practically bouncing with excitement as Veronica leaned over and whispered “that was so badass!”

Betty made her way past their little group and once again made eye contact with jughead, this time she shot him half of a smile, the indent of a dimple rising to the surface. Jughead swallowed heavily and Archie slapped a hand to his shoulder, smirking

“You’re in for it now buddy.”

Jughead watched the back of her blonde head walk away and sighed. He most definitely was.

Distance

The L.A night sky would have been dark and clear if it wasn’t for the moon being on show at 3AM. The bright night star had shone light through many windows, one of them being Harry’s bedroom window. 

Harry himself laid in bed with just a pair of tracksuits adorned on his legs whilst the duvet cover was placed up to his chest. He glanced at the moon before his eyes darted to the other side of the bed where he grabbed his phone from the pillow next to him.The side of the bed where she was supposed to be but wasn’t. Instead she was in their London home. Harry sighed unhappily at the fact that she was in London because throughout the course of their year long relationship,never had he slept in his L.A home,alone.

Nights alone were something that Harry detested deeply especially since she had come into his life.She brought many things to his life like comfort and feelings that he had never truly felt before.She gave him a sense of belonging; a sense of homeliness and that’s why he couldn’t sleep as well as he usually did when alone.He was both physically and mentally used to having someone to hold on to during the night. 

The IOS object that was held in his hand had lit up once Harry had pressed the home button.The lighted screen caused Harry to blink,eyes now trying to adjust to the light,biting the inside of his cheek as he stared at the photo of her.In the photo,she was trying to cover up her laughing face,but the smile was evident through the picture because she had barely managed to cover up her eyes.

Looking at the image brought all sorts of memories back.So many happy memories,so many enjoyable moments;it was quite sad that the contentment that the couple had,was left in the past.Harry hoped that the distance they both shared would come to an end so they wouldn’t have to go to the extreme of breaking up.

Breaking up.Just the thought of it made Harry’s heart clench.In no way would he himself allow that to happen but he couldn’t speak for her.Maybe she did want to break up.He wouldn’t be surprised if she did, with all the arguments they had within the past few months.The fights were all over the place..They were all over the place.If an object was in its wrong place,then a storm would be created.Harry blamed it on the stress of their daily lives and so did she.However,he didn’t know that she blamed it on the stress and neither did she know that he blamed it on the stress because all they did was let their distance become even bigger. 

If she did want to break up..Fine!But he wasn’t going to give up on her without a fight.She was worth a million fights,worth any abuse;it was if she was his trophy.Harry hated to objectify anyone especially her,however the truth is the truth.She was like one of those trophies that every football team wanted,that every country wanted; the World Cup in this case and as cheesy as it may sound,she was exactly that - his world.

Unlocking his phone, Harry pressed ‘messages’ and began to compose a text to his sister.


Harry  Gemma

I messed up big time and I don’t know what to do.The thing is,I don’t know how I messed up.

I don’t fucking know.

Maybe it’s cos I lied to her and came to L.A but I couldn't help it Gem.I couldn’t.

All we ever do is fight and I fucking hate it.I don’t like fighting with her cos all we ever do is tear each other part.

You know when I'm back in London living in the spare room? I hear her cry,full on crying.Her crying hurts me, makes me feel like I'm being stabbed continuously.

It hurts but then I realise that she’s crying because of me and it makes everything worse.

I'm her bloody boyfriend and by being her boyfriend,I’m not supposed to make her cry.

I'm supposed to make her happy.

That’s the reason why I came here,so I don’t hurt her anymore than I already have.

-

We used to be happy,you know that?So happy and then everything went downhill and here I am wondering if this the end of us.

I don’t want it to be the end,it can’t be.

I can’t imagine a life without her, she’s the one I'm supposed to be marrying.

Talk to her.


After having read Gemmas’ text,Harry couldn’t help but stare at it. 

He did want to talk to his girlfriend but he was nervous at the same time. ‘How will the conversation go?Will it end up with another fight?’ he thought.He considered sending her a text rather than call her but eventually thought better of it.

Harry exited his messages and found himself tapping the phone log.It was now or never because in the later morning, he wouldn’t have the courage to do it.

He tapped her name and then pressed the ‘green call button’ causing the number to dial.The dialling tone continued as Harry bit his lip,staring at the ceiling whilst breathing quite heavily.Boy, he was nervous.

The dialling tone ended, a word leaving his mouth as it did so. 

“Hey.”

  • Katsa: *breathes*
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Here’s another example of goldfish color change

This is my goldfish, Grasshopper, with the colors she had when I bought her. She was actually named Grasshopper because of her beautiful green/copper coloration.

Here she is a month or so later:

And a few weeks later..

And Grasshopper with her completed color change now! Hard to believe this is the same fish!

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Please see Laffy’s drawing. It is coincidence that Saboala son and ZoSan daughter are both wearing blue in this drawing. It means nothing. …………..OR DOES IT.

Okay, some One Piece babies/children “headcanons” incoming.

  • It’s still unclear whether or not Law and Luffy are going to have a second child. Law argues it’s impossible to determine that the second child is going to be a boy but Luffy argues that he’s decided. DECIDED!
  • Laffy doesn’t properly understand the concept of babies. Although she does know how babies are made (male sperm, female egg cell and all that jazz), she doesn’t quite process the fact that she can’t have a tiger-fox hybrid baby brother because according to Papa, “Torao can make centaurs if he wanted to”. 
  • As for the grandpa thing, Corazon is Cora-ya and Shanks is Aka-ya because Akagami Shanks and that name is just too fricken long. Garp is Grandpa. Sengoku is Grandpa. Dragon is Dranpa because Sabo’s son mashed up Grandpa and Dragon. The name stuck and Laffy started calling him that, too.
  • Laffy can draw. Her parents says so. End of story.
  • I was discussing with @iamaxiezze​ about ZoSan daughter and we were talking about naming her Matcha, Mochi or Miwa. Matcha is green tea. Mochi is a sweet japanese rice cake and is also a fricken character in Monster Rancher, which now makes me hesitant. Miwa, on the other hand, is written with the kanji of “Three” and “Harmony”. A combination of “THREE” and “HARMONY” results to a cute baby. I am trying to make a very clever explanation/analogy/joke here. Please say you understand. Anyway, I haven’t decided yet. Please let me know you’re thoughts. GIVE ME A FRENCH NAME PLEASE
  • Saboala daughter would be Yuka because YUKA-lyptus. You can basically hear Sabo’s pride in the distance coz he thought of it and Koala’s like “He wrote it on the birth certificate when I was asleep”. Hi @nurmuzdalifah
  • Saboala’s son, I’m not entirely sure but he’d be Joie, which is basically an alternate spelling for joey coz baby koala. IDK, I’ve run out of options.
  • Franky wanted to name their daughter Pliers. Robin wants to name her Lilith. We’ll keep you posted. 
  • Frobin daughter says “WICKED!” instead of “SUPER!”
  • I don’t know what Shanks and Mihawk’s kids names are.
  • ZoSan daughter has absolute loyalty to “her captain”, Laffy, which she mostly picked up from both her parents. She sometimes tends to overdo it in the sense that she vows to slice everyone and everything that doesn’t agree with her captain. The peanut butter jar that won’t open, for instance, did not escape the wrath of her blades. 
  • Zoro tends to be overy dramatic when discussing issues of pride and loyalty and manliness to his daughter that Sanji feels like he needs to balance it by trying to tell her what a lady is like. So that resulted to a well-mannered fighter (unless Sabo’s son is involved. I’ll get to that later.). “I am aware that young ladies are expected to be prim and proper but you, sir, have been acting like a despicable donkey’s behind. I’m afraid I will have to slice you. Please do not fret. The sharpness of my knives should alleviate most of the pain.” 
  • Shanks and Mihawk’s twins were genetically made. Once upon a time, someone tried to beat the Germa by mass-producing soldiers with the genes of the best swordsmen in the world. Both swordsmen find out about this, destroy the lab and all of the research but the prototype babies were there already so Shanks goes “LOL so I guess we have kids now LOLOLOLOL LET’S DRINK” (GUYS I DO NOT EVEN SHIP THESE TWO)
  • Mihawk’s daughter wields the largest sword of them all.
  • Mihawk’s son wields dual blades.
  • ZoSan daughter has some sort of rivalry with Shanks and Mihawk’s twins. She fights them with knives.
  • Shanks Mihawk twins have a god damn high tolerance to wine and alcohol. Why they are allowed to drink, no one knows.
  • Laffy thinks Mihawk’s daughter’s sword and her insane ability to wield it is one of the most amazing things on the planet and god damn if ZoSan daughter didn’t ask uncle franky to make her the largest cleaver on the face of the earth. “I need to live up to my captain’s expectations!!!!” 
  • Laffy has a crush on Dracule Mihawk. Mihawk’s son has a crush on Laffy. Law is reminded of what helplessness feels like.
  • Saboala son is the sane one and tries to be the futile voice of reason among the chaos that is Laffy, her whims, and her vice-captain. He tries to save what he can but he finds prevention is next to impossible while clean-up is inevitable. He doesn’t know why he still tries.
  • Saboala son bickers with ZoSan daughter much like how Zoro and Sanji behave and that causes Zoro and Sanji some sort of discomfort that they could not explain. Luffy thinks it’s funny. 
  • ZoSan daughter calls Saboala son “Pretty Boy” or “School Boy” as an insult. He calls her “Curly Skirts” much to her parents’ horror. They still do not understand where this fear is coming from. At one point, Zoro wonders about cutting the boy just to see if that does something. Koala lost her shit. That had been a fun day.
  • Saboala son is the only person that does not receive well-mannered treatment from ZoSan daughter.
  • Laffy’s mastery of haki is superb. Silvers Rayleigh + Monkey D. Garp and I just….. I just CAN’T. She also has insane stamina. While she mostly fights using kicks and punches, Laffy can also fight using a myriad of haki-imbued things ranging from an eggplant to a chair.
  • Only Saboala son can spar with Laffy when it comes to haki. He fights with a pipe, too, and can do those dragon claw things because why the hell not? He knows some moves from Fishman Karate but, dude. DRAGONS.
  • Saboala’s daughter can speak a wide variety of languages because she’s been exposed to them since birth. Hack spoils her and helps Koala teach her Fishman Karate.
  • Laffy’s met Doffy. Cora-san brought her down there because he’s still family after all. She was escorted by Garp, Tsuru, Sengoku, Coby, Helmeppo, Smoker, Tashigi, and Rocinante himself. When Laffy came back, the first thing she said to Law was “The weak don’t get to choose how they die!” Law was more livid than Akainu and Ace combined.
  • Speaking of Ace, he’s alive. He sneaks Laffy off the Sunny sometimes because she likes to see Pineapple Bird aka Marco. Ace is kind of jealous that his niece thinks Marco’s flames are prettier than his.

More about the One Piece Babies here.

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HER NAME IS NOT RAINSFORD.

I REPEAT.

IT IS NOT RAINSFORD.

IT IS Michael Burnham!

FIRST OFFICER MICHAEL BURNHAM.

OHHH MMMMYYY GOOOOOOD. I'MMA EDIT EVERY SINGLE REFERENCE I MADE TO RAINSFORD TO BURNHAM.